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A New Student!!

Karakura town. The epicenter of most of the Spiritual activity that happens in the known world, as this place has one of the most spiritually rich ground on the planet and even as he sat in the courtyard of his high school he could feel the energy of the people here, all of them and even the energy coming off the ground itself. Leaning against a wall, towered a massive man of 6'6" with brown eyes and dark brown hair, and he was not wearing the normal school uniform but wearing a black t-shirt, the sleeves cut off high enough that you can see the very bottom of his tribal tattoos and a pair of faded blue jeans. This man was a new 'exchange' student from another school, and no one seemed to pay him much attention, as if exchange students were normal here and they most likely were.

Michael stood there as he watched the women of the school walking by, and even the ones with boyfriends, who were right there, would look at Michael with a glazed look in their eyes and that instantly got Michael hated by nearly every guy in the high school. He didn't really care though, considering the pity problems of a human mean nothing to him and the only thing that those women would be good for is pleasure, as they could not fight him and give him something to really fight for. Michael loved women, but he loved fighting more and if he could get an attractive women that could fight, he would have died again and this time gone to Heaven but he has yet to find a women that could fight him on equal level that was not also someone that could crush him in a moment if she choice to. Mana, one of his leaders, was one of those women. While she was extremely attractive, she had more then enough power to crush Michael with her pinky and not a single thing Michael could do could stop her.

Michael shuttered slightly at the thought of Mana, as even the Dukes of Shadow Fall knew better then to try and mess with her and even the other thrones don't often mess with each other because they know what could happen if they did. Michael knew that one day he would reach that point, but he had to wait until that day. Michael heard a ringing sound at that moment, and he knew it was time for lunch. He would get off the wall he was leaning on and start to walk towards where he needed to be.

He'd finished another day of work as a teacher, he wasn't smoking yet today. Riven had been busy, lately he felt like the past was going to bite him in the ass. He didn't really have a taste for all this food and such. Lately he was becoming her again, well to be more exact. Riven was becoming like Athena again, in his past he'd killed thousands to prove a point to the Black King, the point being I am a dick and you will die he guessed now. It bothered him and he smoked, his happy go lucky attitude got so far gone that it pretty much vanished. The male who was once very happy and laughing, enjoying a good time among friends was pretty much gone. He didn't have a way to approach things anymore, the teacher observed everything going on today. The exchange student was something to observe, very tall and built for his age. But that wasn't part of Riven's problem, he wasn't Catholic and besides that who would want to pay attention to a boy when so many fine girls were wandering around. Riven decided to walk away from this place.

Everything as going well, he rubbed a hand against his head now. His features appeared a bit colder, would he be able to keep up this life much longer. He reached down grabbing a cigarette and lighting it by simply snapping his fingers, the digits ignited the object into a blaze. Unlike most teachers, he wore a black coat, t-shirt and a necklace. His blue jeans appeared to be fairly faded. He stood wearing a pair of worn out boots, but he didn't seem to be caring to much about details right now. He inhaled a drag, before letting it go. No one really was going to bother him, he got the job and well it didn't really matter if teacher needed a smoke. His eyes looked outside, he was just outside the Caf now.Who wanted to watch kids eat anyways, it wasn't something he found special or anything. Teaching language today had been annoying, his red hair had two clear strands hanging out and in front of his face. He spoke to himself within his mind now calmly.

"I am thinking the ghosts of the past, have sunk their claws into my flesh and will pry kill me one of these days, nothing left to do but..Watch me and this place burn." Riven thought to himself within his head, he smiled weakly before simply shaking his head.

Micheal could not help but notice a teacher, he wore a black coat, t-shirt and a necklace with slightly faded jeans and pair of worn out boots, which went against the normal teachers dress code and on a closer inspection of him he could tell that he was in fact a smoker, by the light cigarette hanging from his mouth. This interested Michael slightly, as he had not really seen any major teachers, more so one that taught language. As Michael walked closer to the man, his smile only got slightly brighter as he noticed his face and how cold his features was. This was a man that was either cold by nature or had seen and done some serious stuff and what that was mattered to Michael quite a bit. Michael knew that if a simple demon could sneak into this school and become a student, it was not a large leap to assume that any other race could do the very same and even become a teacher if need be.

Michael as he walked past the teacher, would 'bump' the teacher in such a way that he would hopefully lose his cigarette. If his cigarette would fall to the ground or not didn't matter to Michael as he would instantly stop and say O, Sorry about that Sir... if the cigarette feel to the ground, Michael would slowly pick it up and then as he did he would close his eyes for a single moment and using his adept level in Demonic Magic would recreate it, now making it a full cigarette again and with a nice added effect. This cigarette had a Curse Effect inside it, due to the fact it was recreated by Michael himself, though this was in the smoke of the cigarette. The Curse effect would destroy the lining of the lungs, causing the person who breaths in the smoke to cough up blood, unless they purged their lungs with the cure or reiastu. Michael then would reach up to put the cigarette back into the teachers mouth for him, and again using Demon magic would snap his fingers in front of the tip to light it for him. Michael would smile at him slightly, as he would have clearly shown, not once but twice, that he was something more then human. Michael stood there for a moment to see how the teacher would react to this development.

Riven's eyes stared at the new cigarette, as if he'd fall for such a pathetic trick, he could sense the demonic changes, his palm the cigarette had igniting and burst into flames. His eyes remained pretty focused on the female, he had noticed it and kept a cold glance on the student. Obviously a demon, not one able to really hide from Riven's eyes and knowledge. "That's not a very nice trick to pull on a teacher, though I suppose you already guessed it..." Riven was set for a fight if one was about to come, he could easily switch to a piece and begin the brawl, this student wasn't really doing much more then annoying him with such pathetic tricks. The teacher, sighed and walked away from the student. As a general rule, teachers and student's fighting weren't really allowed. Not on campus at the very least, Riven also had somethings on his mind. He walked away, leaving the rush of students to deal with the male demon who did his task, he simply burst those into flames and left it at that His holy fire was pry one of the more dangerous elements to those of the demonic piece.